Always try to be a litle kinder than necessary.

All the world is made of faith, and trust, and pixie dust.

Yet if he upbraided her in his hurry, it was to repent bitterly his temper the next, and to feel its effects more than she, temper being a weapon that we hold by the blade.

There is a saying in the Neverland that,every time you breathe, a grown-up dies.

After a time he fell asleep, and some unsteady fairies had to climb over him on their way home from an orgy.

Would you like an adventure now, or would you like to have your tea first?

Growing up is such a barbarous business, full of inconvenience... and pimples.